Posted By Alex Belth On July 25, 2012 @ 8:15 am In New York City Pictures,New York Minute,NYC,NYC Memories and Moments | Comments Disabled

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There used to be a cop that stood on the corner of 103rd Street and West End Avenue when I was a kid. Early 1970s. His name was Wallace. He had a nightstick. We stopped and said hello to him every time we saw him. He always had a smile and it never dawned on me that cops were just cops, men without names, because of Wallace.